A few weeks ago, we were staying with my cousin and his partner, gay couple, at their home in CT. For a few days the home was filled with a lot of family. I have 6 siblings, and two dozen cousins, nieces and nephews. My wife briefly went down the list. My oldest brother is gay. I'm a CDer. My cousin A is gay. My cousin B is lesbian. Nephew J is gay. My now niece A is in reassignment MtF and her little sister now says she is gay.
My wife asked, "Do you think it's genetic?" I replied, "Either that or there was something in the water".
Great thing is my family is very accepting and non judgmental when it comes to this issue. The older generation, aunt and uncles, they range from 75 to 92 years old, accept all this but always seem to have that odd, quizzical look of not understanding why. My generation, we're in our 50's and 60's, just take it as who you are, as long as you're are happy. And the younger generation seems like it's almost not on their radar as an issue, just their world. My wife comes from a slightly different world, southern baptist, bible thumpers. She accepts who I am, DADT, and keep it in the house. All is good but I know, deep down, she wishes I wasn't. At least we can talk, and sometimes even joke about it, like above.